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Seeing a dead wolf, the humans sitting on the antler horse kept yelling and creating a very big movement, suppressing the wolves' momentum. The wolves were caught off guard. When reacting, many wild wolves had fallen under the orc warriors or bows and arrows.

The other wolves saw that the situation was not good. They tucked their tails and did not intend to continue fighting. They greeted their tribe, turned their heads, and rushed into the grass next to them. They were also fortunate that spring had come, and the vegetation on the mountain was growing wildly now. It had grown very densely, and the wolves couldn't be seen when they escape into the grass.

The remaining wild wolves saw their leader withdrawing and no longer wanted to fight. The corpses of their companions were too late to clean up, so they dove into the grass. They knew that with the abilities of those human beasts and the staghorn horses, as long as they fled into the grass, it would be difficult to be caught by them again.

The wolves retreated very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the still-moving wolves almost disappeared without a trace, leaving only one wolf carcass.

Shansong lay on the ground and slowly recovered its human form after seeing all the wild wolves retreating. He don’t know if he consumed too much energy, but even after transforming to a human body, there were still some scales left on its arms. The scales slowly disappeared.

There is an obvious bite mark on the back of Shansong’s neck, as if flesh and blood had been torn off. His naked upper body is also covered with all kinds of big and small wounds. Although his wounds were not serious, they seemed a bit scary at first glance.

Luo Zhen rode a staghorn horse and walked to Shansong who slightly raised his head. Luo Zhen rolled off the horse and Lu Zhan wiped the blood off his hand before walking to the side of Luo Zhen. He stretched out his hand to help Shansong off the ground.

"Thank you," Shansong's voice was a bit hoarse, but the gratitude in his tone could be heard. Several other warriors also changed back to their bodies, gathered behind Shansong, and looked at the group of Riyao tribe with the same gratitude and curiosity in their eyes.

"We are members of the Riyao tribe. This is our leader Lu Zhan, and I am the wizard Luo Zhen," Luo Zhen smiled at Shansong and introduced himself. Seeing Luo Zhen's smile, Shan Song's tight muscles relaxed a lot.

"We are members of the Shanjia clan, and I am the warrior Shansong," Shansong's gaze swept across Heifu who had just recovered his human form. "Although it is a bit presumptuous, I have never heard of a tribe named Riyao nearby, and..." Shansong paused, and the doubts on his face were obvious. "I remember the Black Panther tribe is the largest and most powerful tribe nearby. How could they allow their warriors to join other tribes?"

The mountain pangolins used to be active nearby and knew a little about the nearby tribes. In addition, in the past, in order to exchange stone and salt for the Tiger Lion tribe, several nearby tribes would move together for safety. Even if the size of the Riyao tribe was small, it's impossible that no one has ever heard of it.

"We are a new tribe in the depths of the mountain. Maybe you don't know yet. The Black Panther tribe has left this land."

Shansong was stunned. Their Shanjia tribe had just migrated away, and they were the ones who were left behind. Shansong was grateful for these people for saving them. At this moment, he guessed that the other party might be the same as themselves, and he felt a little bit more identification with these people.

His mouth opened and closed a few times, and he wanted to ask them whether the Sun Tribe would let foreigners join, but he felt that the topic was too abrupt when they only just met. Axue had already walked over on a staghorn horse. She glanced at the wound on Shansong's body, turned over and got off her horse neatly, while digging out a wooden box from her backpack, which contained the herbs that had been smashed long ago.

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